Lord Of Chaos In DC

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Joker's manic grin widened, his teeth flashing in the dim club lights. "Ooooh, kid, you've got SPUNK!" He reached into his purple coat and pulled out a long-barreled revolver. "But here's the thing—Harls here ain't exactly up for grabs. And me? I ain't exactly up for dyin'!"

In a flash, Joker fired. The first bullet was aimed right between Nuxsus's eyes.

But the bullet stopped inches from his forehead, frozen in midair.

"Tsk. Predictable," Nuxsus muttered, flicking his fingers. The bullet spun in place, then shot back at Joker.

Joker barely dodged, the bullet grazing his cheek. "Oh-ho-ho! That tickled!" He licked the blood off his lips, eyes gleaming with excitement. "Boys! Show our guest a real good time!"

The goons sprang into action. Guns were drawn. Blades glinted under neon lights. One thug swung a crowbar at Nuxsus's skull.

With a flick of his wrist, Nuxsus seized the crowbar mid-swing using telekinesis. It froze in the air, twisting violently out of the thug's grip before slamming into his face with bone-crushing force. His skull caved inward, and his limp body hit the floor with a wet thud.

"Next," Nuxsus purred.

Two men lunged. One fired a pistol at point-blank range, the muzzle flash lighting up the dark club. But Nuxsus was faster. The bullet stopped just before touching his chest, then reversed, tearing through the gunman's skull. His body collapsed like a marionette with cut strings.

The second man slashed with a switchblade, aiming for Nuxsus's throat.

"Boring," Nuxsus sighed.

He stepped aside effortlessly, letting the blade pass through empty air. Then, with a mere thought, he lifted the man off his feet. The thug kicked and screamed as he was hurled across the room, crashing into a neon sign. Sparks showered down, and the smell of burning flesh filled the air as the man convulsed before going still.

Joker whistled. "Ooooh, you're just full of surprises!"

Harley, however, was already moving. She leaped forward, bat raised high, and swung at Nuxsus's ribs.

THWACK!

For the first time, Nuxsus staggered back. He blinked down at his side, feeling the dull ache where she'd struck him. He exhaled sharply, a chuckle rumbling in his chest.

"Oh, I like you even more now."

Harley twirled her bat. "Yeah? Well, ya ain't my type."

Joker pulled out a small device and clicked it. BOOM! The floor beneath Nuxsus exploded. Smoke and debris filled the air, swallowing him in chaos.

"TAH-DAH!" Joker cackled. "Goodbye, sweet prince!"

But then—a gust of wind.

The smoke cleared, revealing Nuxsus floating inches above the shattered floor, completely unharmed. His red eyes glowed in the dim light.

"That the best you've got?" he asked.

Joker's grin faltered for the briefest moment before he let out an exaggerated gasp. "Oh, how rude! Well, if you're not gonna fall apart for me, maybe you'll blow up!"

He pulled a grenade from his pocket and tossed it.

Nuxsus caught it midair with telekinesis, holding it inches from his own face. He examined it, unimpressed. Then, with a simple thought, he reversed its trajectory.

"Catch."

Joker's eyes widened. "OH, SH—!"

BOOM! The grenade exploded right in front of him, sending him flying. He crashed into a booth, coughing and laughing through the smoke. His suit was singed, his face bloodied, but his manic grin remained.

Harley rushed to his side, panic in her eyes. "Puddin'! We gotta get outta here! Bats'll be showin' up any second!"

Joker wiped the blood from his forehead and glared at her. "Shut up, Harls! I ain't takin' orders from a dizzy dame!"

Harley flinched as he backhanded her across the face. She held her cheek, eyes wide with hurt.

"Now, where were we?" Joker sneered, struggling to his feet.

Before he could continue, the ceiling above shattered.

A dark figure dropped into the club. The room fell into an eerie silence as the unmistakable silhouette of Batman loomed over them.

Joker's grin returned in full force. "WELL, WELL, WELL! If it ain't Batsy! Late to the party, as usual!"

Nuxsus turned, his glowing red eyes meeting Batman's cold, unreadable gaze.

Two predators sized each other up.

The tension in the air was palpable.

And then—Joker cackled madly, pulling out a gas canister. "Sorry, folks! Gotta cut the fun short!" He smashed the canister to the ground, releasing a thick green cloud. "Toodles!"

As the gas spread, Joker disappeared into the chaos, leaving Harley behind.

When the smoke cleared, Nuxsus stood face-to-face with the Dark Knight.

Harley, abandoned, looked between them nervously. "Uh-oh…"

Batman clenched his fists.

Nuxsus tilted his head, cracking his neck as he locked eyes with the Dark Knight. Batman, ever the silent observer, analyzed him—his posture, his breathing, the slight twitch of his fingers. Every detail screamed confidence, but not the manufactured bravado of the average criminal. No, this man truly believed himself untouchable.

"You don't look like Joker's usual company," Batman stated, his gravelly voice cutting through the noise.

Nuxsus smirked, his red-tinged eyes glinting in the dim club lights. "Well, I'm not. The name's Nuxsus, Lord of Chaos—has a nice ring to it, don't you think? Then again, I don't really care what you call me. Now you—" He gestured lazily at Batman's suit. "This whole getup… the scowl, the deep voice. Let me guess, you think you strike fear into the hearts of men?"

Batman remained still, unwavering. "For the ones who should be afraid. Villains, scum, killers like you."

Nuxsus whistled lowly, his expression intrigued. "Ooooh, so righteous. So noble. You're one of those heroes that fill this world, aren't ya? Ain't that something?"

Batman's eyes narrowed behind the cowl. That single phrase 'this world' sent alarms blaring in his mind. Was this man an alien? A metahuman? Or simply another deranged lunatic lost in his own delusions? Either way, he was dangerous.

Meanwhile, Harley Quinn had been inching toward the exit, hoping to slink away in the confusion. But just as she made her move, Batman's hand flicked to his utility belt, firing a grappling line aimed directly at her legs.

SHNK!

The rope never connected. In a blur, Nuxsus had moved, a sharp piece of broken glass in his grasp, cutting through the taut line before it could wrap around Harley.

"Oh! Mister!! Thanks for the assist, but I really gotta—"

Harley's voice hitched as Nuxsus's grip tightened around her wrist. His eyes gleamed with something predatory, something hungry.

"Your man ran away, didn't he? So that means you're already mine. Now stay put—I gotta get rid of this bat before I truly claim you."

Harley swallowed hard. "Oh, boy... Mistah J ain't gonna like this."

Batman's jaw tightened. "I don't care about what twisted game you, Joker, and Harley are playing. I'm not letting you escape."

Nuxsus let out a sharp, mocking laugh. "Escape? Me? Now that's funny. You got the wrong guy, Bat. I don't run from battles—ever."

With that, Nuxsus released Harley's arm and took a step forward, rolling his shoulders. Batman mirrored the motion, slipping into a combat stance. The moment hung suspended in time, the weight of the impending clash pressing down on the room.

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